Cinder didn't want to be outperformed. Raising her right hand, she let out a barrage of flame from her fingertips, each bolt of fire aimed to incapacitate but not kill.
She waved her left hand in a wide arc to direct the flames as they arced through the air. The monsters screamed as their flesh sizzled, making them easy targets for Alister.
"Burn, but don't perish just yet," Cinder said, her eyes cold and distant.
A monstrous spider, its chitinous exoskeleton ablaze, writhed in agony, its movements slowed significantly.
Alister, with a burst of speed, charged forward, his clawed gauntlets ripping through the softened, charred flesh of the monsters Cinder had burned.
With his claws he executed swift, efficient strikes, each swipe ending the creatures' suffering and covering him in their multicolored blood.
"Keep them coming!" Alister commanded, continuing to charge forward.
